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| The Starcraft Chronicles: Episode III A Pact With The Devil | | | Author: | | | IP: | gateway.XXXX | | Date: | 11/19/00 11:11 | | Game Type: | Starcraft | | Labels: | none | | Report Rating: , # of Ratings: 1, Max: 7, Min: 7
Lifetime Rating for Monty Pylon: 6.0390 |  | Warning: You should read the previous episode or this may not make sense
The Starcraft Chronicles: Episode III A Pact With The Devil
Time stood still on the sandy desert plains and every living creature on the planet surface felt the tense heat. But for Commodore Serov, all he could feel was the cold chill that slowly ran up his spine. Before him was Samir Duran the great traitor of The Brood Wars and the cold blooded murderer of one of the UED's greatest soldiers. Serov reached for his pistol but Duran suggested a different strategy.
"My dear commodore, before you do something you regret I assure you that I have no intentions of killing you or your men. However if you continue to withdrawn your sidearm my men might "accidentally" massacre your crew. I highly suggest you listen to what I have to say."
Serov slowly took his hand from the pistol's grip but continued to watch Durans every move. He was alone in an enemy sector and he needed to buy time.
"What is it that you propose Duran?"
Duran smiled and looked behind Serov at his tired crew. They were dirty, injured and barley had enough energy to stand. He looked back at Serov who still was watching him. Serov did not trust him but needed his help. If he had planned this he could not have created such a perfect situation.
"Now is not the time for talk. Your men need a meal and rest. We will escort your people to our base camp. Tomorrow I will send a repair team to fix your battlecruiser. Lieutenant!"
"Yes sir."
"Take up flanking positions and guard the commodores crew until we reach base."
"Understood sir. You heard him, let's get a move on."
"When we return to my camp I will be happy to answer any questions I know you have."
The two forces marched into the desert as the suns were setting over the horizon. It had been a long day for Serov and his crew and he knew that it was only the beginning. They arrived at the base as the three moons of the planet cast a dim glow across the landscape. The crew of the UED Saturn enjoyed a warm meal and relaxed with a few drinks. Serov ate as well but always had an eye on Duran. He did not and could not trust a man who cost the UED so much. After dinner he was summoned to Duran's room at the command center. Serov did not like this one bit and his hands were shaking with nervous anticipation. What were Duran's plans for him? He stepped into the room and saw Duran sipping brandy and going over supply logs. It was strange to see him like this. If he did not know him he could mistake Duran for a general. Duran looked up to see a motionless Serov and the same sly smile pursed his lips.
"Please commodore sit down, we have much to talk about. No doubt you are worried about my intentions and I want to assure you that I will not do anything to harm you or your crew."
"I find that very hard to believe Duran. As far as I'm concerned you are nothing more than a murderer."
"By murderer you mean the Stukov incident then yes I am guilty of that but I was infested by the zerg and you know that is true. I had no control over my actions and I regret everything I did but I am not to blame."
"Our intelligence said you were infested but do you believe that is an excuse for what you did. How can I even trust you? What makes me believe that you are not infested now as we speak?"
"Would I have saved you from the zerg? Would I have risked my life and the lives of my men when I could have easily let you to be destroyed? We are on the same side commodore and I am sorry for the past but I can not do anything else to prove that I want to help. Maybe by helping you I can set things right."
Serov sat in silence, stunned by what he just heard. He thought that this man was a monster but he was human after all. Duran was his last hope and if he could get him home then maybe he could trust him.
"Duran. I will accept your help but I need my ship and supplies for my men. I also need safe passage from this sector and enough fuel to reach Earth."
"I can repair your ship and give you supplies but safe passage and fuel will be a problem. The dominion has entered this sector and will try to claim all planets with the resources they need. My men were preparing a strike against them but our wraith fighters are no make for the defenses. Your ship and your crew could assist us and we will all have enough provisions and fuel to last us a lifetime. I ask you to consider my proposal. If you do decide to join us we will meet tomorrow at dawn to plan our assault. If not we will give you what we can spare and we part ways."
"I will consider your offer Duran. But I can make no guarantees."
"Excellent. You and your crew should get some sleep. We will talk again tomorrow."
Serov left and Duran laughed to himself, as the echo from the commodore's footsteps became fainter and fainter.
"What a simpleton. These UED are all the same. So gullible and easy to manipulate, he will meet me tomorrow morning and may as well put his life in my hands. They are all the same, protoss, zerg, and terran, every one of them simpleminded fools. That meddler Zeratul discovered my facilities and now the Dominion has decided to take this sector. Once my experiment is complete they will all be dealt with. As for now, the Dominion must be eradicated and that idiot Serov will help me. The other UED commodore should have bargained, but he wanted no part of my plans. My zerg took care of that problem and if this commodore does not comply with my plans he will be eliminated as well."
Serov walked back to his crew and could not shake the feeling in his gut. Instinct told him to run but to where. There was nothing left for him to fall back on. He had his crew and his ship. An alliance with Duran might prove useful but he could not bring himself to trust that man. Serov tried to get some sleep but the cold night air and a strange feeling of dread prevented any sound rest.
Meanwhile high above the neighboring planet of Omega Prime a dark platform floats through space. The emblem of the Terran Dominion grace its bulkheads and the work crews are hard at work to make the mighty station fully operational. In the control room, General Marcus Baxter is in a com link meeting with the emperor himself.
"Emperor Mensk, I am happy to report that the defensive platform is at eighty percent completion and all weapons are now operational."
"I want that station ready in two days general. We need to start mining those planets but without a defensive station the colonies will be helpless. The Kel-Morine Combine is already threatening to revolt because of our inadequate protection from the zerg. We need these resources to build The Dominion back to a war ready status. If Kerrigan attacks we will be helpless."
"I understand my emperor, we shall triple our efforts. The station will be fully operation in two days. However, there is another situation. We have reports of rouge factions in the sector. We have a small fleet but I may need more ships."
"General haven't you been listening. I can not spare any more ships, you will have to make due with what you have. As soon as the colonies are up and running you will get all the ships you need. Is that clear general?"
"Yes my emperor, we await your next transmission."
The night had come and gone bringing the morning and a hectic day of repairs and planning. Serov met with Duran as the crew and a repair team began to fix the UED Saturn. Serov listen as Duran briefed him on the Dominion status.
"The Dominion currently has a small fleet of five battlecruisers and four squadrons of wraiths. They have been building a defensive space platform that will serve as the backbone for the military once it is completed. That platform is our target and where you can get fuel as well as supplies. My wraiths will keep the fleet busy and my force will try and penetrate and disarm the platform defenses. Your job will be to take the Saturn and keep the defensive guns busy so my transports can dock and unload the men. Once the defenses are shut down you can dock refuel and go home."
"A good plan, but what if you can't break the defenses?"
"Then I guess I'll see you in Hell. If everything's clear we move as soon as the ship is ready."
The group of officers separated and planned for the battle. The Saturn is repaired and given weapons and armor upgrades. Duran's troops are loaded into dropships and the wraiths deploy into the blackness of space. Serov grows more and more anxious as they draw closer to the target. The silence of the bridge is interrupted by a transmission from Duran's convoy.
"Serov, We are about to engage the platform. My wraith fleet has informed me that the Dominion Fleet has given chase and we are clear to engage the platform. When you are heavily engaged my ships will deploy."
"I copy that Duran, good luck."
Serov saw the platform as they drew near. It was enormous and from the looks of it, heavily armed. Turrets, bunkers and goliaths all stood at attention on the floating steel island. His battlecruiser lurked forward and targeted the nearest turret.
"Fire the yamoto gun."
A ball of nuclear energy shot from the bow of the ship and enveloped the turret. It burst from the impact and every soldier on the platform raced in a panic.
"Bring us closer and target the turrets around the landing docks."
Lasers pierced the cold void of space and turrets began to fall. The air was littered with missiles as goliaths and turrets released their deadly projectiles. The dropships lurch forward and began to unload. Duran and his men charged forward and entered the facility. A few unlucky transports were forced to drop early. These marines found themselves surrounded and gunned down as many turrets and fellow soldiers as possible. Srov continued the assault and deadly fire rained down upon the turrets below.
"Yamoto gun is recharged sir."
"Then fire again, aim for the power generators."
Another nuclear bullets fired and hit the power generator for the loading docks. The system overloaded and the whole thing exploded like a grenade sending pieces of shrapnel in every direction. Everyone in the area was killed and the giant capital ship dock. The crew began to load supplies and filled the Saturn's tanks with much needed fuel. A garrison was deployed to protect the loaders but there was little resistance. Without power every turret in the docking sector was shut down and most of the guards lay dead or dying. Serov looked out at the platform and saw that the turrets had shut down. He looked across to see that Duran and his men had made it out but they had something else. Several men in lab coats were huddle into transports. One of them tried to run but was gunned down by Duran.
"Duran what are you doing? Who are those men you're taking?"
"They are scientists I need for my research. They are why we came here."
"That was not what you told me. You need supplies, you said nothing about kidnapping!"
"Quiet Serov or else you will endure the same fate as Petrov!"
"You killed Petrov! But I thought the zerg kill him and his men."
"You truly are naive my dear commodore. Who do you think those zerg belonged to."
"It was you! You bastard, it was you all along!"
"Don't get so uptight Serov. You did a fine job as a decoy. I didn't really think you would make it. No matter, my zerg fleet will take care of you."
"Duran sir, we just received word from the wraith squadrons. They say the Dominion ships are headed our way."
"Let them come. They are no match for me and my zerg. You can try running Serov but I assure you, you will not get far."
Serov jumped on the com and began barking orders.
"All hands return to the ship! I repeat we are evacuating the platform!"
Every man on the docks ran for the ship with Duran's men close behind. The battlecruiser began to pull away from the docks with marines firing at them from below. Serov returned fire and ordered a retreat.
"I want all engines online now! Get us out of here fast!
The capital ship engaged engines and made a hasty retreat. Duran's zerg forces landed and began to tear the platform to pieces. The Dominion ships arrived and were annihilated by the zerg air force. Scourge were dispatched to chase after Serov and were hot on the trail of the lone cruiser. But as Duran celebrated his victory and Serov was running for his life, another watched over the events that were taking place. Soon a new player would enter the game, the question is would they be friend or foe?
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